The age of chivalry is not dead for me For I know I never took my challenges lightly, but with the light of grace; felt the stranglehold of predators, but never felt strangulated, even when I felt my roomspace shrinking! You know that even my defeat is not my folly; you can’t fault me if I protest, Even thoughContinue reading “I know courage always transmigrates: A poem “
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If you all don’t have the courage to dare Prakash Saint Paul’s connivance against me! Get fucked! Don’t come to me then, when it suits you all!
I am sorry Coalition; you know that your oblivion is not my crime!: A poem
I live in the air of the night. Like I was in a closet, shut out from the noises of life. It is as if I can imagine my cloistered legspace winding up in a roominess of strange thoughts from inklings of the day. And I feel encumbrances of emotions and awareness love, grief, pain, excitement, benevolence, odiousness, generosity, rage, brevity and longevity. Like allContinue reading “I am sorry Coalition; you know that your oblivion is not my crime!: A poem “
Revenge is not righteousness’ action, but its patience: A poem
Do you think I’m just a piece of salami sandwiched in the war between worlds? Would you dare to reckon who orchestrated every sword against sword? Every gun against gun? Did you think all the making and breaking was only because evil must have a verdict? I would have you rather believe that righteousness can be passive, but not bereftContinue reading “Revenge is not righteousness’ action, but its patience: A poem “
What do you think is my likelihood at decorum?: A poem
Am I deadwood gathering mould in a forest where it never rains, but is still damp and musty? Do I feel the circle of cells in my trunk collapse in lightless existence rung after rung and reduce me to a stump? Am I not coherent to any design? It may seem to many that I let go off myself… that I committed travesty on myself for not respecting my own aspiration…and would you fathomContinue reading “What do you think is my likelihood at decorum?: A poem “
The pivot of life…And I am brave not weary!: A poem
Did you witness a crunch time when all comes falling back at you; and you just thought you were the pinch-hitter. Now, the baseball cap made you realise your strengths. I am just batting like a friend (righteous mighty leader) in the distant West. I don’t detect any anomalies in an unnamed friendship! But the treachery against us, is also common ground! Right from the timeContinue reading “The pivot of life…And I am brave not weary!: A poem “
My sweet puppy dog, Phunnu!: A poem
I couldn’t even imagine the first moment I lay my eyes on you, it would be so much love; like an innocent knows the weight of such beauty before he actually, witnesses the object of it. I wouldn’t be lying to say I felt a surreal warmth and magic each time I caressed your fur. And you were so much of a newborn puppy dog, and like I already Continue reading “My sweet puppy dog, Phunnu!: A poem “
Elections are never honest!: A poem
Evil thinks God’s Kings are not nice things. By definition, how does evil qualify its own evil? And how does evil qualify the contradictory righteous! You may all have believed in the clergy and Papal edict in the past; Now you believe in the vilest propaganda! Men like to believe they are Masters; God didn’t hasten to disguise his repulsion, but was patient, when undeserving Men were made Kings! Continue reading “Elections are never honest!: A poem “
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